I Wouldn't Want You to Die Uninformed
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Ebben Olson


on Unaligned Sperm

Yo guys. I took the time out of my day to transcribe all the lyrics. Enjoy.
[slug begins]
Shut your eyes and count to 20, cause I'm hidden
village and made you think you saw me coming but you didn't
the jism and I come past
you dumbass kids that be trying to run past
these tongue lashes, I must be numb cause I don't feel you
arise from your sleep and smell the burnt brain cells kid
you felt it hurt, the truth hurts
but no pain is no gain
so cut your cocaine with rogain
I am to clench you by your nosehairs
you flinch from the arrogance
I'm taking care against
happily rappers be catotonic when I splatter vomit
verbal yellow chunks
smell the spunk
and catch the lacerations that I castigate
when I notice the mental masquerades and focus on the
masturbation, outcome dripping fascination
you can ask my sibling nathan
he knows the Headshots itch from the hatred
I scratch till it flakes, and I scratch till it aches
and I scratch till it breaks
like the back I dismantled on a camel light 100
now I'm straight dude
and when your dead I hope somebody digs you ups and rapes you
I hate you, and your fake crew
and I'ma bust a fat nut in your embalming fluid, beyond run through it.
[beyond]
Beyond knows the reasons
why you want trouble thats why I brought sluggo
cause these niggas don't know he'll bust you, us too
unaligned sperm define the terms
that when involved are the cause behind the burns
brothas miscalculated the demonstrated task
you masqueraided, and activated the wrath of the lyricist
who indeed will kick it well
I've been known to sit brothers in wheelchairs, like sickle cells
so get to hell if you think that the man is joking
I'll start the motions get my spokesman
sluggo lets smoke them, its done
cruising units are getting pummeled
so I clear my thoughts before I buck you
but just enough to
tolerate the damage to unleash
by making my size 11's connect and take in your teeth
BE is here, to clog shit like cardiac
with rhymes that so thick they give your mom a bodyfat
[chorus]
[slug starts]
my verbs stop men within they tracks
words often filtered through the wackness left off kilter
from all the vocal curbhoppin'
my rhymes sent the unalignment, and I'll leave your spine bent
the time spent
dwelling on your wackness feeds the frustration
present state, hesitate to attack
beyond has got the fear and atmospheres got beyonds back
ANT and despawn track celebrate
todays the start of duck season
but fuck seasoning, I eat MCs plain
my rain, hits the mesh protected steel
I rip flesh hectic cause I feel as if the visual effect is worth it
never nervous when I get approached by your couch in fluents
nuisances I know your boys have got your boomstick in
heres my two bits for any loose lips
I've roosted at my nest, whats next is I inject
now manifest and digest the sample get
cause you can't be brave
unaligned sperms trying to find your scrambled eggs
[beyond]
see me and sluggo had the connection to wreck men
cause we just don't care, thats the attitude we bear
lyrical skills, are developed, domes I swell up
many MCs are enveloped, because they test us
beyond strive the day to day
within my village but never touching no ill jips
cause viruses will kill kids
this bounties over, all were doing is getting older
so I could care less about the gear that encloves ya
stimulation to me is watchin' pornos and readin' novels
takin' tylenol signing shit from my nostril
I watch still I know things are safe in my vicinity
brothers be talkin' mad shit man but they ain't men to me
intent to me and step to the mic like you fresh
I hit your off before you even took one breath
there are none left from the destruction I've caused
you ain't nothin' but flaws then you wonder why my crew is
bustin' your balls
overrated mainstream rappin' (huh)
I couldn't read that shit, if it was close captions
[chorus]

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